Through my wide open window
He gleamed with angelic grandeur
On his chariot with ten white horses
Bathed me in his streaks of lustrous silver
Filling me with the nectar of emotions
Intoxicating with an ecstasy of his smile.
His voice played soft, calm and true
The waves fizzled and so do my feelings
Experiencing the silver line between
The drifting clouds of pain and bliss
Within the embrace of his strong arms
I bloomed like a lotus with joyful tears.
I remained still, stunned near my window
By the thrilling mystery in his eyes
While millions of stars witnessing
He keeps fading away unscathed
Seemingly grasped in his infinite journey Mitigating my solitude from time to time.